"I'm keeping a close eye on the killer I know best." The hand on his chest slides over a rip. Her fingers slip under the torn brown fabric, twirling loosely in his mat of chest hair.
"Our Spider-Man thinks we're here to protect the Hulk. I have my doubts." She sighs. "None of us like the riddles, but our own realities are being kept hostage based on our good behavior."
The Timebroker phrased it differently, but that's what it boils down to for her. She misses home. She wouldn't be standing next to this man if she didn't.
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Date: 2007-02-28 12:19 am (UTC)"Our Spider-Man thinks we're here to protect the Hulk. I have my doubts." She sighs. "None of us like the riddles, but our own realities are being kept hostage based on our good behavior."
The Timebroker phrased it differently, but that's what it boils down to for her. She misses home. She wouldn't be standing next to this man if she didn't.